Evidence of the manifestation of a new national springtime triggered by the passing of Howard’s 11 year winter (shades of Narnia):
Early Sunday morning: Walking 10 blocks home in inner-city Sydney with a friend and not noticing the time pass or fearing dark alleys. People milling outside pubs -laughing, hugging, smiling and waving at random passers by. People looking at the sky instead of the footpath...
Monday morning in peak hour traffic: A cab driver, overcome by my enthusiastic political commentary, asked me to marry him as he drove me to a seminar on media coverage of multiculturalism. “You’re wonderful…are you married? I’m serious!” I politely declined the generous offer but the mood and appealing flattery made me reassess the stories I’d heard of the marriage of total strangers on VE Day at the end of WW2.
Tuesday afternoon after a delayed flight out of Sydney, mechanical problems with our aircraft and the usual Qantas rudeness: A fellow passenger at the Canberra airport baggage claim belt beamed at me and yelped "isn't it wonderful?"
Today: When the gloss should be wearing off, friends are emailing messages about their politically triggered depression lifting and adjusting their Facebook status to reflect their sanguine moods.
I know the wedding night euphoria won't last but geez it's a good honeymoon!
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28 November, 2007
Anecdotes From a New Era
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